My Neighbor Mocked Me For Installing Cameras. Then I Showed Him The Footage Of His Wife On My Porch At 2 AM

Last week, I mounted two small cameras on my porch after a run of odd, late-night visits on our street. Greg, my neighbor, mocked me every chance he got, while Dana told me to let the footage speak. I kept quiet, saved everything, and waited for the right time. By morning, I had what I needed. I invited Greg over, and Lacey hovered near their fence, pretending not to listen. I set my tablet on the table, took a breath, and pressed play. Greg smirked, then froze. The next frame wiped the smile off his face, and Officer Hughes would soon hear why.

I kept the delivery receipts in a drawer and marked dates with a red pen. Three separate drop-offs never made it past my steps, and the drivers confirmed they left them by the mat. I bought two porch cameras that afternoon and carried a ladder out to the front walk. One unit faced the entryway, the other covered the driveway and gate. I decided to stop talking about it and start recording what actually happened.